dat rapper - no savage lyrics
[intro]
(yeah, n*gga, wopo)
(hey, reggi)
(yeah)
(yeah, let’s go, let’s go)
[verse]
uh, yeah, give me a reason to catch me a b
threw 21 in a g23
blowing this b*tch till the opp in the street
i let it pop and then hop in the jeep
sh*t gotta die, we ain’t pushing the peace
too many n*ggas that need to get sweeped
too many n*ggas that got in the beef
n*ggas be dissing and not in the streets
n*ggas be doing that sh*t and be weak
them n*ggas get with them b*tches and eat
i been ignoring them b*tches for weeks
sh*t, i’ve been ignoring them b*tches for months
this trap doing numbers, you gеt what you want
i’m serving the bundle, this sh*t by thе bunch
i’m talking to auntie and whipping that crunch
them n*ggas’ll have it and run out
i’m having this sh*t, i done went on a run
i go anywhere with my gun out
you looking suspicious, i’m pulling my gun
i’m shooting my clip till it run out
then i had to remember this b*tch got a drum
being tough on the net, n*gga, come out
heard a rapper got hit with that g31
heard a rapper got hit and got put in a pack
tried to purp for that b*tch then his ass got cracked
n*ggas know ’bout this sh*t, they ain’t never got back
where the f*ck was you at when his head got tapped?
where the f*ck was you at when his ass got pinned?
n*gga purped on the net, same day we spinned
i’ll hop out the car with the brand new tint
i’ll hop out the car with a brand new gen
uh, yeah, we get the drop on his ass and smack him
i heard an opp got turned to a rapper
go load up while i’m smoking that rapper
shooting that switch, when it hit, it go backwards
he drop a diss, he ain’t even no factor
swerving that cat, i’ma f*ck up the traction
i got a b*tch with a b*tt and an accent
think about robbing me, you better not
you will get hit with that big*ass glock 10
he tried to play like his ass can’t die
we put his b*tchass right in a box then
brand new glock with a box, get him boxed in
hydro*shoks to the top make his heart twitch
n*gga can’t stop no smoke when the glock hit
n*gga got chased while he chasing a dumb b*tch
my younging gon’ go on a hit, i’ma fund him
if you go to war, n*gga, you need money
i teach him the game, he can’t be a dummy
that’s why he be wrapping their ass like mummies
know i done been doing this sh*t for awhile but never forget that i come from the jungle
i’m running a play in this sh*t like madden, a n*gga get hit with this b*tch, he’ll fumble
a n*gga get hit with this b*tch, he’ll tumble
he tripping, he fall, i’ma get over, thump him
that boy looking lost when his ass got punished
i’m holding the ball, i’ma go for the jumper
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